On the subway the other day, I saw a girl wearing a pair of these Ray-Ban glasses in black. My tortoiseshell glasses are dying a slow death (the plastic frames are cracking, and superglue doesn’t seem to work), so I’m in search of a new pair. I moseyed on over to ask the girl what brand they were and she looked at me like I was an absolute lunatic. Oh, right…no personal contact on subways. I always forget.

But back to the glasses: I love them. Or, I loved them on the girl on the subway. They might be a little much for me.